I have been fighting fires in my everyday life and have had to take a step back. BUT… there is no reason I can’t tell you guys about some great places to visit until I am back…right?!?! I am so very happy one of my favorite bloggers has found a new home here on WordPress. …
Daily Promt : Life Line You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. You hesitate, but agree. What does she tell you? She got off the plane to meet up with her husband who had to sit towards the front of the craft. “Hey beautiful!”…
We are all bully capable. The problem is some kids and adults are serial bullies. As a society we want to discourage bully mentality. Sometimes we don’t do enough and sometimes we do too much. There are hundreds of stories of people who don’t do enough, but I would like to point out that sometimes…
Don’t believe the lies inside your head. Everyone should feel loved. Everyone is worth love. I have heard the voices and they are cruel and if you let them they will bully you. Never give up… never let go! Your kiss sends me flying Above natures golden leaves Your words send me diving Into waters…
There are triggers, even today, more than 20 years later that create an uncontrollable reaction. When triggered I become some strange Quinton Tarantino character acting in one of his famous satirical non-linear story lines. I just want to beat my head against the wall until all I feel is the wall’s unmovable strength and all…
Did you know I have read some of my poetry on soundcloud? Yea…against my better judgement, because I hate my voice. However, I do feel like sometimes you get more from hearing than reading. Sometimes you reach people who would never read a poem. Why am I telling you this now? Because you should listen…
Helena sent this to me one night via email. I had to share. So many of us have been in this place… Written by Helena Hann-Basquiat Blink and you’ll miss me Turn away and I’ll be gone What am I? This isn’t a riddle it’s an identity crisis that for lack of a mirror…
I cut trap doors into your floors Sinister cracks hidden by daylight As I wait for you inside obscurity Waiting for you to mess up, give up Until you decide to let go, give in Come, And fall into my dark Come, And get infected by my night Let me confine you for a bit…
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 56,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 21 sold-out performances for that many…
How come nobody told me The fucking edges are liquid There are no solid ledges No lingering to look down No safe place to rethink Because the edges are liquid Calming from a distance They ripple, roll and wave Eventually pulling you in Lulling you into a dream But once inside fantasy The edges…
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